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the old house it stands alone with shattered glass and old rat bones the garden has weeds and an old blossom tree the grass is not cut on the left you see a broken hut on one side u see ivy then a horrible feeling creeps inside me what if its haunted well u better not taunt it
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Jul 23, 2013
Jul 23, 2013 at 12:46 PM UTC
The old house
the old house it stands alone with shattered glass and old rat bones the garden has weeds and an old blossom tree the grass is not cut on the left you see a broken hut on one side u see ivy then a horrible feeling creeps inside me what if its haunted well u better not taunt it
anisha
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Jul 23, 2013
Jul 23, 2013 at 12:46 PM UTC
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